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TLDR: Newlywed couple, taking first steps with her(27 f) 45yo ex-boss crush tonight, advice for a shy introvert husband who doesn’t want to watch or participate?

Hi everyone,

My wife (27) and I are newly married and this is our very first time exploring cuckolding. She has invited her old crush / previous boss (45, single, very confident and extroverted guy) over for drinks and supper tonight at our place. She has been texting and flirting with him, and she hinted to him that I know and that I’m okay with it (a cuck). They don't work together anymore.

I am very shy, introverted and awkward. English is not our first language, which makes me even more nervous because he is a native speaker and has a strong, imposing personality (the type who crushes your hand when shaking). I’ve only said hello to him a couple of times before.

Important: I do not want to watch and definitely do not want to join. We have discussed and agreed to take it with the flow and she will decide how far she want to go. I am super anxious and nervous but excited at the same time, I’m not sure how the evening will go and I’m looking for honest advice on:

• How to handle my nerves during the evening (she is cooking for him, I’ll be there at the start, may have to handle the conversation by myself for few minutes till she joins)
• What to say/do when things get flirty or escalate between them?
• Do I expect passive humiliation or some verbal jokes on me?
• How to excuse myself, Irish exit?
• What to expect later tonight or in the coming days ?
• Any tips specific to first-time situations with a dominant older bull type

Any experiences either from the bull or from shy/introverted husbands in similar setups would help a lot. Thanks!

I’m not even sure how to write this. I’m completely overwhelmed and my head is spinning so I’m just writing this to get it out. I’m 34, my wife is 27. She’s east Indian, petite, 5’2, maybe 100 lbs, petite, slim waist wide hips, perky small D cups. We’ve been
together some years, married for under 1.

A while back I started bringing up the idea of playing with others. She shut it down hard every time, but I kept sliding deeper into cuckold porn when I jerked off. I’d bring it up in bed as “threesome” or “swap” fantasies and she’d play along, but always said real life would never happen. I never told her how extreme my fantasies actually got.

We’re on a Caribbean cruise right now, first big vacation like this after our wedding. On this trip I threw tantrums like a baby until she reluctantly agreed to let me download Tinder, somehow the conversation turned into “if we ever actually do anything, this is the perfect place because nobody knows us.” I tried Tinder in Miami, got nothing. I secretly bought an upside-down pineapple anklet online and told her she had to wear it to the singles event on day 1. She was pissed at me. She put i on for me and went anyway but was mad the whole time I made her go.. I sold her story, just to flirt and maybe find another couple for something light.

She wore a small yellow sundress, few inches above her knees so her silver anklet was clearly visible on her tonned brown leg. he pineapple anklet was clearly visible on her ankle. She told me later she felt cheap and embarrassed wearing it. while I anxiously played slot machines. I was hopeless to be honest but to my surpirse she came back to the cabin a few hours later with this nervous smile and anxious energy. She said she met a guy named John (we changed his name) at the event. Apparently, he noticed her clueless roaming, noticed her anklet, and approached her. was in the lifestyle and alone on the cruise.

John approached her pretty quickly. He’s a confident, extrovert type. He walked up with two drinks, smiled, and said “That pineapple anklet looks dangerous on a pretty little thing like you. You here with your husband or are you actually looking for trouble tonight?” Kiara said she got defensive at first and told him she was only there because I made her come. John laughed, told her she was “too fucking sexy to be stuck with someone who has to force his wife to wear the symbol,” and started teasing her about how innocent she looked but how that anklet suggested otherwise. He kept buying her drinks, complimenting her petite body, her accent, her hips, and slowly baited her by saying things like “Most Indian wives I meet are shy as hell… but you? I can tell you’ve got a hidden wild side.” He made her laugh even though she was trying to stay mad but she at least didnt look stupid standing alone (her words). By the end of the event they had exchanged numbers and he convinced her it would be “harmless” if we all met for drinks later so he could give us some “tips” about the lifestyle. She suggested we meet him for drinks after dinner “just to talk.” I was already stupidly turned on so I said okay.

Kiara wore a short light blue dress for dinner that hugged her wide hips and showed off her all curves, same dress she wore for our wedding cocktail. (yes I have pictures lol) We met John, and my hope died, he was no where near attractive by any stretch of imagination, late 40s or early 50s, big beer belly. We ordered food and drinks. At first it was just drinks and small talk. After two rounds of drinks, John started ignoring me more and more. He kept complimenting Kiara’s body right in front of me “You’ve got an amazing ass for such a tiny girl,” and “That accent of yours is sexy as hell.” Kiara was blushing but laughing. He put his hand on her thigh under the table and left it there. At one point he looked at me and said with a smirk, “No offense man, but your wife is way too hot to be locked up on a cruise with just one timid guy like you.”and I had no words, fuck me, I all I could gather is say "I don't think so". I felt like a total third wheel. They barely included me. this version of my wife, was something I never witnessed before.

I tried to laugh it off but my face was burning. Kiara didn’t defend me either, she just bit her lip and looked down. John got bolder. He leaned in close to her and whispered something in her ear. She giggled and playfully slapped his arm. His hand moved lower up her back holding small of her back, I was sitting right there like a fool, half hard and half sick.

Then, after maybe an hour and a half, John looked at me calmly and said:

“Listen, I’m going to take Kiara back to my cabin now. She’s going to suck my cock. It’s a good way to test the waters, don’t you think?”

I completely froze. We had \*\*never\*\* discussed anything like this. My face went bright red, I started sweating and stuttering hard in my thick accent “W-wait… what? But… we… uh… I don’t know about that…” I felt so ashamed and humiliated. My dick was throbbing though. Kiara was flushed and breathing fast, staring at me. I mumbled some weak shit and basically folded. John smiled, stood up, took her by the hand and said “Don’t worry buddy, I’ll introduce her to the lifestyle the right way.” Then he walked off with her.

That was around 10pm.

She didn’t come back until 6:15 in the morning.

I had the worst night of my life. I paced the cabin like a crazy person, rock hard the whole time but also sick to my stomach. I threw up twice. I felt like such an idiot, I never even asked which cabin was his. I ran around the ship for hours looking for them, went up to the upper deck and just stood there in the pitch black listening to the loud ocean, feeling like my whole life was as dark as that water. I realized we never set any limits at all. Nothing. I was a fucking moron.

When the door finally opened at 6:15am, I was up flipping tv channels like an idiot, Kiara looked destroyed. Her hair was a total mess, makeup smeared, lips puffy. Her dress was wrinkled and stained. She was carrying her heels in one hand. No bra, I could see her hard nipples through the thin fabric. And later I realized she wasn’t wearing her panties either. I woul never forget these visuals for rest of my life.

She gave me a shy, guilty kiss. The smell of cum on her breath was disgusting thick, stale, sour. I got so overwhelmed that I came in my pants right there, the second time that night.

She looked embarrassed and whispered “I need to shower first, please.” So we went to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet while she got in the shower and started telling me everything.

Here's her version, not in the order but I made no changes or didn't hyped up anything, but may have missed few details.

They went to his cabin and had another drink first. John poured them both a strong rum and coke. They sat on the couch and talked for a while. He was slow and confident. He kissed her neck, then they started making out. She said it felt so weird, she was turned on and very nervous even afer drinks. "she kept thinking about me and almost backed out twice."

She said she froze for a few seconds before kissing him back.

He slowly pulled her dress off, kept her heels on. She told me she felt shy and tried to cover herself. and wondered why hes undressing her for blowjob, He unhooked her bra, she kept resisting and he got impatient and ripped the hooks and tossed in the trash bin. (It was her $80 bra and she was sad losing it like this) then he snapped her panties off with one hard tug she actually said “Wait…” but didn’t stop him. They made out for a long time on the bed. He went down on her, ate her hard and fingered her. She said she was so nervous she couldn’t cum at first ( I doubted) , but eventually did. She kept saying things like “I shouldn’t be doing this” and “This is crazy.” but she came really hard and loud.

He then made her took his clothes off, His cock was about 7.5 inches and very thick. He had taken Cialis earlier before they even started. She struggled to suck him, her jaw got tired fast. He was patient but dirty-talked her: “You’re not very good at this yet baby, He told her she sucked dick like a nervous teenager, which apparently made her try even harder. He eventually put her on her knees, hands behind her and held her head, fucked her face and came down her throat. She swallowed most of it. (she never swallowed me before -ever!)

After that they rested a bit, had some more drinks, and he got hard again (thanks to the Cialis). Then he lifted her and tossed to the bed.

Then he fucked her for hours. He bent her over the bed first and went in raw. She said it hurt at the start because of his thickness but then she came harder than she has in years. He kept saying things like “Your husband doesn’t fuck you like this, does he, does he even gets hard?” and “Tell me who this tight little pussy belongs to now onwards.” She admitted she answered him. He fucked her doggy style, then missionary with her legs on his shoulders, then made her ride him while he slapped her ass. Because of the Cialis he got hard again quickly and fucked her a second time, pumping another load deep inside her. He even put his whole 230 pounds of bod y weight on her and proneboned her, she let him do everything. She let him.

I just realized we discussed no limits, this bimbo has never told him to stop or put on a condom. She just kept letting him use her for three hours when all John mentioned was a blowjob. fuck me!!

While she was telling me all this in the shower I couldn’t help it. I got hard again, got on my knees and started eating her out while the water ran over us. She was still swollen and tasted like him. She kept talking, telling me more details while she held my head and came on my tongue.

Now she’s sleeping. She already mentioned maybe seeing him again today for excursion or tonight. I’m sitting here anxious, horny, ashamed, jealous, and stupidly turned on all at once. I’ve basically been hard for 24 hours straight and my dick is actually working.

We only agreed to maybe some light stuff and I let this happen in one night. Am I an idiot for not stopping it? but at the same time I dont want slow it down or put breaks.

I will give you more updates on later events, I got a reality check, what are your thoughts on my night and next few days?

Hey there.

We are newly married and I’m on a cruise vacation but things have taken a very unexpected turn. I’m sitting here alone on this 10-day cruise after my wife cucked me on Day 1. I have written extensively about it and want your detailed thoughts about it. She is 27, petite at 100lbs, with a tight little body and small D cups and tight ass that look incredible on her frame. She’s already off enjoying the sun, drinks, and his new 50 yo “boyfriend” while I’m bored out of my mind by myself.

I’d love some distracting company to keep the conversation going — SFW or very NSFW, whatever vibe you’re feeling. I’m more than happy to share the details of what she’s been up to, how I’m handling (or not handling) it, and we can get into all kinds of direction without making it a fictional.

I’m not even sure how to write this. I’m sitting here on the cruise ship feeling completely fucked in the head, so I’m just gonna dump it all out. I’m completely overwhelmed and my head is spinning so I’m just writing this to get it out. I’m 34, my wife is 27. She’s east Indian, petite, 5’2, maybe 100 lbs, petite, slim waist wide hips, perky small D cups. We’ve been
together some years, married for under 1.

A while back I started bringing up the idea of playing with others. She shut it down hard every time, but I kept sliding deeper into cuckold porn when I jerked off. I’d bring it up in bed as “threesome” or “swap” fantasies and she’d play along, but always said real life would never happen. I never told her how extreme my fantasies actually got.

We’re on a Caribbean cruise right now, first big vacation like this after our wedding. On this trip I threw tantrums like a baby until she reluctantly agreed to let me download Tinder, somehow the conversation turned into “if we ever actually do anything, this is the perfect place because nobody knows us.” I tried Tinder in Miami, got nothing. I secretly bought an upside-down pineapple anklet online and told her she had to wear it to the singles event on day 1. She was pissed at me. She put i on for me and went anyway but was mad the whole time I made her go.. I sold her story, just to flirt and maybe find another couple for something light.

She wore a small yellow sundress, few inches above her knees so her silver anklet was clearly visible on her tonned brown leg. he pineapple anklet was clearly visible on her ankle. She told me later she felt cheap and embarrassed wearing it. while I anxiously played slot machines. I was hopeless to be honest but to my surpirse she came back to the cabin a few hours later with this nervous smile and anxious energy. She said she met a guy named John (we changed his name) at the event. Apparently, he noticed her clueless roaming, noticed her anklet, and approached her. was in the lifestyle and alone on the cruise.

John approached her pretty quickly. He’s a confident, extrovert type. He walked up with two drinks, smiled, and said “That pineapple anklet looks dangerous on a pretty little thing like you. You here with your husband or are you actually looking for trouble tonight?” Kiara said she got defensive at first and told him she was only there because I made her come. John laughed, told her she was “too fucking sexy to be stuck with someone who has to force his wife to wear the symbol,” and started teasing her about how innocent she looked but how that anklet suggested otherwise. He kept buying her drinks, complimenting her petite body, her accent, her hips, and slowly baited her by saying things like “Most Indian wives I meet are shy as hell… but you? I can tell you’ve got a hidden wild side.” He made her laugh even though she was trying to stay mad but she at least didnt look stupid standing alone (her words). By the end of the event they had exchanged numbers and he convinced her it would be “harmless” if we all met for drinks later so he could give us some “tips” about the lifestyle. She suggested we meet him for drinks after dinner “just to talk.” I was already stupidly turned on so I said okay.

Kiara wore a short light blue dress for dinner that hugged her wide hips and showed off her all curves, same dress she wore for our wedding cocktail. (yes I have pictures lol) We met John, and my hope died, he was no where near attractive by any stretch of imagination, late 40s or early 50s, big beer belly. We ordered food and drinks. At first it was just drinks and small talk. After two rounds of drinks, John started ignoring me more and more. He kept complimenting Kiara’s body right in front of me “You’ve got an amazing ass for such a tiny girl,” and “That accent of yours is sexy as hell.” Kiara was blushing but laughing. He put his hand on her thigh under the table and left it there. At one point he looked at me and said with a smirk, “No offense man, but your wife is way too hot to be locked up on a cruise with just one timid guy like you.”and I had no words, fuck me, I all I could gather is say "I don't think so". I felt like a total third wheel. They barely included me. this version of my wife, was something I never witnessed before.

I tried to laugh it off but my face was burning. Kiara didn’t defend me either, she just bit her lip and looked down. John got bolder. He leaned in close to her and whispered something in her ear. She giggled and playfully slapped his arm. His hand moved lower up her back holding small of her back, I was sitting right there like a fool, half hard and half sick.

Then, after maybe an hour and a half, John looked at me calmly and said:

“Listen, I’m going to take Kiara back to my cabin now. She’s going to suck my cock. It’s a good way to test the waters, don’t you think?”

I completely froze. We had never discussed anything like this. My face went bright red, I started sweating and stuttering hard in my thick accent “W-wait… what? But… we… uh… I don’t know about that…” I felt so ashamed and humiliated. My dick was throbbing though. Kiara was flushed and breathing fast, staring at me. I mumbled some weak shit and basically folded. John smiled, stood up, took her by the hand and said “Don’t worry buddy, I’ll introduce her to the lifestyle the right way.” Then he walked off with her.

That was around 10pm.

She didn’t come back until 6:15 in the morning.

I had the worst night of my life. I paced the cabin like a crazy person, rock hard the whole time but also sick to my stomach. I threw up twice. I felt like such an idiot, I never even asked which cabin was his. I ran around the ship for hours looking for them, went up to the upper deck and just stood there in the pitch black listening to the loud ocean, feeling like my whole life was as dark as that water. I realized we never set any limits at all. Nothing. I was a fucking moron.

When the door finally opened at 6:15am, I was up flipping tv channels like an idiot, Kiara looked destroyed. Her hair was a total mess, makeup smeared, lips puffy. Her dress was wrinkled and stained. She was carrying her heels in one hand. No bra, I could see her hard nipples through the thin fabric. And later I realized she wasn’t wearing her panties either. I woul never forget these visuals for rest of my life.

She gave me a shy, guilty kiss. The smell of cum on her breath was disgusting thick, stale, sour. I got so overwhelmed that I came in my pants right there, the second time that night.

She looked embarrassed and whispered “I need to shower first, please.” So we went to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet while she got in the shower and started telling me everything.

Here's her version, not in the order but I made no changes or didn't hyped up anything, but may have missed few details.

They went to his cabin and had another drink first. John poured them both a strong rum and coke. They sat on the couch and talked for a while. He was slow and confident. He kissed her neck, then they started making out. She said it felt so weird, she was turned on and very nervous even afer drinks. "she kept thinking about me and almost backed out twice."

She said she froze for a few seconds before kissing him back.

He slowly pulled her dress off, kept her heels on. She told me she felt shy and tried to cover herself. and wondered why hes undressing her for blowjob, He unhooked her bra, she kept resisting and he got impatient and ripped the hooks and tossed in the trash bin. (It was her $80 bra and she was sad losing it like this) then he snapped her panties off with one hard tug she actually said “Wait…” but didn’t stop him. They made out for a long time on the bed. He went down on her, ate her hard and fingered her. She said she was so nervous she couldn’t cum at first ( I doubted) , but eventually did. She kept saying things like “I shouldn’t be doing this” and “This is crazy.” but she came really hard and loud.

He then made her took his clothes off, His cock was about 7.5 inches and very thick. He had taken Cialis earlier before they even started. She struggled to suck him, her jaw got tired fast. He was patient but dirty-talked her: “You’re not very good at this yet baby, He told her she sucked dick like a nervous teenager, which apparently made her try even harder. He eventually put her on her knees, hands behind her and held her head, fucked her face and came down her throat. She swallowed most of it. (she never swallowed me before -ever!)

After that they rested a bit, had some more drinks, and he got hard again (thanks to the Cialis). Then he lifted her and tossed to the bed.

Then he fucked her for hours. He bent her over the bed first and went in raw. She said it hurt at the start because of his thickness but then she came harder than she has in years. He kept saying things like “Your husband doesn’t fuck you like this, does he, does he even gets hard?” and “Tell me who this tight little pussy belongs to now onwards.” She admitted she answered him. He fucked her doggy style, then missionary with her legs on his shoulders, then made her ride him while he slapped her ass. Because of the Cialis he got hard again quickly and fucked her a second time, pumping another load deep inside her. He even put his whole 230 pounds of bod y weight on her and proneboned her, she let him do everything. She let him.

I just realized we discussed no limits, this bimbo has never told him to stop or put on a condom. She just kept letting him use her for three hours when all John mentioned was a blowjob. fuck me!!

While she was telling me all this in the shower I couldn’t help it. I got hard again, got on my knees and started eating her out while the water ran over us. She was still swollen and tasted like him. She kept talking, telling me more details while she held my head and came on my tongue.

Now she’s sleeping. She already mentioned maybe seeing him again today for excursion or tonight. I’m sitting here anxious, horny, ashamed, jealous, and stupidly turned on all at once. I’ve basically been hard for 24 hours straight and my dick is actually working.

We only agreed to maybe some light stuff and I let this happen in one night. Am I an idiot for not stopping it? but at the same time I dont want slow it down or put breaks.

I will give you more updates on later events, I got a reality check, what are your thoughts on what has happened and next few days?

I’m not even sure how to write this. I’m sitting here on the cruise ship feeling completely fucked in the head, so I’m just gonna dump it all out. I’m completely overwhelmed and my head is spinning so I’m just writing this to get it out. I’m 34, my wife is 27. She’s east Indian, petite, 5’2, maybe 100 lbs, petite, slim waist wide hips, perky small D cups. We’ve been
together some years, married for under 1.

A while back I started bringing up the idea of playing with others. She shut it down hard every time, but I kept sliding deeper into cuckold porn when I jerked off. I’d bring it up in bed as “threesome” or “swap” fantasies and she’d play along, but always said real life would never happen. I never told her how extreme my fantasies actually got.

We’re on a Caribbean cruise right now, first big vacation like this after our wedding. On this trip I threw tantrums like a baby until she reluctantly agreed to let me download Tinder, somehow the conversation turned into “if we ever actually do anything, this is the perfect place because nobody knows us.” I tried Tinder in Miami, got nothing. I secretly bought an upside-down pineapple anklet online and told her she had to wear it to the singles event on day 1. She was pissed at me. She put i on for me and went anyway but was mad the whole time I made her go.. I sold her story, just to flirt and maybe find another couple for something light.

She wore a small yellow sundress, few inches above her knees so her silver anklet was clearly visible on her tonned brown leg. he pineapple anklet was clearly visible on her ankle. She told me later she felt cheap and embarrassed wearing it. while I anxiously played slot machines. I was hopeless to be honest but to my surpirse she came back to the cabin a few hours later with this nervous smile and anxious energy. She said she met a guy named John (we changed his name) at the event. Apparently, he noticed her clueless roaming, noticed her anklet, and approached her. was in the lifestyle and alone on the cruise.

John approached her pretty quickly. He’s a confident, extrovert type. He walked up with two drinks, smiled, and said “That pineapple anklet looks dangerous on a pretty little thing like you. You here with your husband or are you actually looking for trouble tonight?” Kiara said she got defensive at first and told him she was only there because I made her come. John laughed, told her she was “too fucking sexy to be stuck with someone who has to force his wife to wear the symbol,” and started teasing her about how innocent she looked but how that anklet suggested otherwise. He kept buying her drinks, complimenting her petite body, her accent, her hips, and slowly baited her by saying things like “Most Indian wives I meet are shy as hell… but you? I can tell you’ve got a hidden wild side.” He made her laugh even though she was trying to stay mad but she at least didnt look stupid standing alone (her words). By the end of the event they had exchanged numbers and he convinced her it would be “harmless” if we all met for drinks later so he could give us some “tips” about the lifestyle. She suggested we meet him for drinks after dinner “just to talk.” I was already stupidly turned on so I said okay.

Kiara wore a short light blue dress for dinner that hugged her wide hips and showed off her all curves, same dress she wore for our wedding cocktail. (yes I have pictures lol) We met John, and my hope died, he was no where near attractive by any stretch of imagination, late 40s or early 50s, big beer belly. We ordered food and drinks. At first it was just drinks and small talk. After two rounds of drinks, John started ignoring me more and more. He kept complimenting Kiara’s body right in front of me “You’ve got an amazing ass for such a tiny girl,” and “That accent of yours is sexy as hell.” Kiara was blushing but laughing. He put his hand on her thigh under the table and left it there. At one point he looked at me and said with a smirk, “No offense man, but your wife is way too hot to be locked up on a cruise with just one timid guy like you.”and I had no words, fuck me, I all I could gather is say "I don't think so". I felt like a total third wheel. They barely included me. this version of my wife, was something I never witnessed before.

I tried to laugh it off but my face was burning. Kiara didn’t defend me either, she just bit her lip and looked down. John got bolder. He leaned in close to her and whispered something in her ear. She giggled and playfully slapped his arm. His hand moved lower up her back holding small of her back, I was sitting right there like a fool, half hard and half sick.

Then, after maybe an hour and a half, John looked at me calmly and said:

“Listen, I’m going to take Kiara back to my cabin now. She’s going to suck my cock. It’s a good way to test the waters, don’t you think?”

I completely froze. We had never discussed anything like this. My face went bright red, I started sweating and stuttering hard in my thick accent “W-wait… what? But… we… uh… I don’t know about that…” I felt so ashamed and humiliated. My dick was throbbing though. Kiara was flushed and breathing fast, staring at me. I mumbled some weak shit and basically folded. John smiled, stood up, took her by the hand and said “Don’t worry buddy, I’ll introduce her to the lifestyle the right way.” Then he walked off with her.

That was around 10pm.

She didn’t come back until 6:15 in the morning.

I had the worst night of my life. I paced the cabin like a crazy person, rock hard the whole time but also sick to my stomach. I threw up twice. I felt like such an idiot, I never even asked which cabin was his. I ran around the ship for hours looking for them, went up to the upper deck and just stood there in the pitch black listening to the loud ocean, feeling like my whole life was as dark as that water. I realized we never set any limits at all. Nothing. I was a fucking moron.

When the door finally opened at 6:15am, I was up flipping tv channels like an idiot, Kiara looked destroyed. Her hair was a total mess, makeup smeared, lips puffy. Her dress was wrinkled and stained. She was carrying her heels in one hand. No bra, I could see her hard nipples through the thin fabric. And later I realized she wasn’t wearing her panties either. I woul never forget these visuals for rest of my life.

She gave me a shy, guilty kiss. The smell of cum on her breath was disgusting thick, stale, sour. I got so overwhelmed that I came in my pants right there, the second time that night.

She looked embarrassed and whispered “I need to shower first, please.” So we went to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet while she got in the shower and started telling me everything.

Here's her version, not in the order but I made no changes or didn't hyped up anything, but may have missed few details.

They went to his cabin and had another drink first. John poured them both a strong rum and coke. They sat on the couch and talked for a while. He was slow and confident. He kissed her neck, then they started making out. She said it felt so weird, she was turned on and very nervous even afer drinks. "she kept thinking about me and almost backed out twice."

She said she froze for a few seconds before kissing him back.

He slowly pulled her dress off, kept her heels on. She told me she felt shy and tried to cover herself. and wondered why hes undressing her for blowjob, He unhooked her bra, she kept resisting and he got impatient and ripped the hooks and tossed in the trash bin. (It was her $80 bra and she was sad losing it like this) then he snapped her panties off with one hard tug she actually said “Wait…” but didn’t stop him. They made out for a long time on the bed. He went down on her, ate her hard and fingered her. She said she was so nervous she couldn’t cum at first ( I doubted) , but eventually did. She kept saying things like “I shouldn’t be doing this” and “This is crazy.” but she came really hard and loud.

He then made her took his clothes off, His cock was about 7.5 inches and very thick. He had taken Cialis earlier before they even started. She struggled to suck him, her jaw got tired fast. He was patient but dirty-talked her: “You’re not very good at this yet baby, He told her she sucked dick like a nervous teenager, which apparently made her try even harder. He eventually put her on her knees, hands behind her and held her head, fucked her face and came down her throat. She swallowed most of it. (she never swallowed me before -ever!)

After that they rested a bit, had some more drinks, and he got hard again (thanks to the Cialis). Then he lifted her and tossed to the bed.

Then he fucked her for hours. He bent her over the bed first and went in raw. She said it hurt at the start because of his thickness but then she came harder than she has in years. He kept saying things like “Your husband doesn’t fuck you like this, does he, does he even gets hard?” and “Tell me who this tight little pussy belongs to now onwards.” She admitted she answered him. He fucked her doggy style, then missionary with her legs on his shoulders, then made her ride him while he slapped her ass. Because of the Cialis he got hard again quickly and fucked her a second time, pumping another load deep inside her. He even put his whole 230 pounds of bod y weight on her and proneboned her, she let him do everything. She let him.

I just realized we discussed no limits, this bimbo has never told him to stop or put on a condom. She just kept letting him use her for three hours when all John mentioned was a blowjob. fuck me!!

While she was telling me all this in the shower I couldn’t help it. I got hard again, got on my knees and started eating her out while the water ran over us. She was still swollen and tasted like him. She kept talking, telling me more details while she held my head and came on my tongue.

Now she’s sleeping. She already mentioned maybe seeing him again today for excursion or tonight. I’m sitting here anxious, horny, ashamed, jealous, and stupidly turned on all at once. I’ve basically been hard for 24 hours straight and my dick is actually working.

We only agreed to maybe some light stuff and I let this happen in one night. Am I an idiot for not stopping it? but at the same time I dont want slow it down or put breaks.

I will give you more updates on later events, I got a reality check, what are your thoughts on my night and next few days?

I’m not even sure how to write this. I’m sitting here on the cruise ship feeling completely fucked in the head, so I’m just gonna dump it all out. I’m completely overwhelmed and my head is spinning so I’m just writing this to get it out. I’m 34, my wife is 27. She’s east Indian, petite, 5’2, maybe 100 lbs, petite, slim waist wide hips, perky small D cups. We’ve been
together some years, married for under 1.

A while back I started bringing up the idea of playing with others. She shut it down hard every time, but I kept sliding deeper into cuckold porn when I jerked off. I’d bring it up in bed as “threesome” or “swap” fantasies and she’d play along, but always said real life would never happen. I never told her how extreme my fantasies actually got.

We’re on a Caribbean cruise right now, first big vacation like this after our wedding. On this trip I threw tantrums like a baby until she reluctantly agreed to let me download Tinder, somehow the conversation turned into “if we ever actually do anything, this is the perfect place because nobody knows us.” I tried Tinder in Miami, got nothing. I secretly bought an upside-down pineapple anklet online and told her she had to wear it to the singles event on day 1. She was pissed at me. She put i on for me and went anyway but was mad the whole time I made her go.. I sold her story, just to flirt and maybe find another couple for something light.

She wore a small yellow sundress, few inches above her knees so her silver anklet was clearly visible on her tonned brown leg. he pineapple anklet was clearly visible on her ankle. She told me later she felt cheap and embarrassed wearing it. while I anxiously played slot machines. I was hopeless to be honest but to my surpirse she came back to the cabin a few hours later with this nervous smile and anxious energy. She said she met a guy named John (we changed his name) at the event. Apparently, he noticed her clueless roaming, noticed her anklet, and approached her. was in the lifestyle and alone on the cruise.

John approached her pretty quickly. He’s a confident, extrovert type. He walked up with two drinks, smiled, and said “That pineapple anklet looks dangerous on a pretty little thing like you. You here with your husband or are you actually looking for trouble tonight?” Kiara said she got defensive at first and told him she was only there because I made her come. John laughed, told her she was “too fucking sexy to be stuck with someone who has to force his wife to wear the symbol,” and started teasing her about how innocent she looked but how that anklet suggested otherwise. He kept buying her drinks, complimenting her petite body, her accent, her hips, and slowly baited her by saying things like “Most Indian wives I meet are shy as hell… but you? I can tell you’ve got a hidden wild side.” He made her laugh even though she was trying to stay mad but she at least didnt look stupid standing alone (her words). By the end of the event they had exchanged numbers and he convinced her it would be “harmless” if we all met for drinks later so he could give us some “tips” about the lifestyle. She suggested we meet him for drinks after dinner “just to talk.” I was already stupidly turned on so I said okay.

Kiara wore a short light blue dress for dinner that hugged her wide hips and showed off her all curves, same dress she wore for our wedding cocktail. (yes I have pictures lol) We met John, and my hope died, he was no where near attractive by any stretch of imagination, late 40s or early 50s, big beer belly. We ordered food and drinks. At first it was just drinks and small talk. After two rounds of drinks, John started ignoring me more and more. He kept complimenting Kiara’s body right in front of me “You’ve got an amazing ass for such a tiny girl,” and “That accent of yours is sexy as hell.” Kiara was blushing but laughing. He put his hand on her thigh under the table and left it there. At one point he looked at me and said with a smirk, “No offense man, but your wife is way too hot to be locked up on a cruise with just one timid guy like you.”and I had no words, fuck me, I all I could gather is say "I don't think so". I felt like a total third wheel. They barely included me. this version of my wife, was something I never witnessed before.

I tried to laugh it off but my face was burning. Kiara didn’t defend me either, she just bit her lip and looked down. John got bolder. He leaned in close to her and whispered something in her ear. She giggled and playfully slapped his arm. His hand moved lower up her back holding small of her back, I was sitting right there like a fool, half hard and half sick.

Then, after maybe an hour and a half, John looked at me calmly and said:

“Listen, I’m going to take Kiara back to my cabin now. She’s going to suck my cock. It’s a good way to test the waters, don’t you think?”

I completely froze. We had never discussed anything like this. My face went bright red, I started sweating and stuttering hard in my thick accent “W-wait… what? But… we… uh… I don’t know about that…” I felt so ashamed and humiliated. My dick was throbbing though. Kiara was flushed and breathing fast, staring at me. I mumbled some weak shit and basically folded. John smiled, stood up, took her by the hand and said “Don’t worry buddy, I’ll introduce her to the lifestyle the right way.” Then he walked off with her.

That was around 10pm.

She didn’t come back until 6:15 in the morning.

I had the worst night of my life. I paced the cabin like a crazy person, rock hard the whole time but also sick to my stomach. I threw up twice. I felt like such an idiot, I never even asked which cabin was his. I ran around the ship for hours looking for them, went up to the upper deck and just stood there in the pitch black listening to the loud ocean, feeling like my whole life was as dark as that water. I realized we never set any limits at all. Nothing. I was a fucking moron.

When the door finally opened at 6:15am, I was up flipping tv channels like an idiot, Kiara looked destroyed. Her hair was a total mess, makeup smeared, lips puffy. Her dress was wrinkled and stained. She was carrying her heels in one hand. No bra, I could see her hard nipples through the thin fabric. And later I realized she wasn’t wearing her panties either. I woul never forget these visuals for rest of my life.

She gave me a shy, guilty kiss. The smell of cum on her breath was disgusting thick, stale, sour. I got so overwhelmed that I came in my pants right there, the second time that night.

She looked embarrassed and whispered “I need to shower first, please.” So we went to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet while she got in the shower and started telling me everything.

Here's her version, not in the order but I made no changes or didn't hyped up anything, but may have missed few details.

They went to his cabin and had another drink first. John poured them both a strong rum and coke. They sat on the couch and talked for a while. He was slow and confident. He kissed her neck, then they started making out. She said it felt so weird, she was turned on and very nervous even afer drinks. "she kept thinking about me and almost backed out twice."

She said she froze for a few seconds before kissing him back.

He slowly pulled her dress off, kept her heels on. She told me she felt shy and tried to cover herself. and wondered why hes undressing her for blowjob, He unhooked her bra, she kept resisting and he got impatient and ripped the hooks and tossed in the trash bin. (It was her $80 bra and she was sad losing it like this) then he snapped her panties off with one hard tug she actually said “Wait…” but didn’t stop him. They made out for a long time on the bed. He went down on her, ate her hard and fingered her. She said she was so nervous she couldn’t cum at first ( I doubted) , but eventually did. She kept saying things like “I shouldn’t be doing this” and “This is crazy.” but she came really hard and loud.

He then made her took his clothes off, His cock was about 7.5 inches and very thick. He had taken Cialis earlier before they even started. She struggled to suck him, her jaw got tired fast. He was patient but dirty-talked her: “You’re not very good at this yet baby, He told her she sucked dick like a nervous teenager, which apparently made her try even harder. He eventually put her on her knees, hands behind her and held her head, fucked her face and came down her throat. She swallowed most of it. (she never swallowed me before -ever!)

After that they rested a bit, had some more drinks, and he got hard again (thanks to the Cialis). Then he lifted her and tossed to the bed.

Then he fucked her for hours. He bent her over the bed first and went in raw. She said it hurt at the start because of his thickness but then she came harder than she has in years. He kept saying things like “Your husband doesn’t fuck you like this, does he, does he even gets hard?” and “Tell me who this tight little pussy belongs to now onwards.” She admitted she answered him. He fucked her doggy style, then missionary with her legs on his shoulders, then made her ride him while he slapped her ass. Because of the Cialis he got hard again quickly and fucked her a second time, pumping another load deep inside her. He even put his whole 230 pounds of bod y weight on her and proneboned her, she let him do everything. She let him.

I just realized we discussed no limits, this bimbo has never told him to stop or put on a condom. She just kept letting him use her for three hours when all John mentioned was a blowjob. fuck me!!

While she was telling me all this in the shower I couldn’t help it. I got hard again, got on my knees and started eating her out while the water ran over us. She was still swollen and tasted like him. She kept talking, telling me more details while she held my head and came on my tongue.

Now she’s sleeping. She already mentioned maybe seeing him again today for excursion or tonight. I’m sitting here anxious, horny, ashamed, jealous, and stupidly turned on all at once. I’ve basically been hard for 24 hours straight and my dick is actually working.

We only agreed to maybe some light stuff and I let this happen in one night. Am I an idiot for not stopping it? but at the same time I dont want slow it down or put breaks.

I will give you more updates on later events, I got a reality check, what are your thoughts on my night and next few days?